Since having Syd we decided we wouldn't "not try" to have kids but we wouldn't be trying an additional fertility treatments. And being told that having kids without medical intervention would be next to impossible it shot down any real dreams I had of "what if....".
Earlier this summer we spent most weekends in Castle Rock- looks at neighborhoods, looking at different builders. We made a lot of decisions on having only 1 child, only 1 daycare bill. We started to dream about our dream house. It looked like things would happen.
And than, as I do from time to time, I satisfy my pregnancy test obsession. I was heading out on a business trip and as I was grabbing things under the sink I saw a lonely test calling to me. I took it and as I turned to leave I saw it turn positive before the control line was done. I stopped dead in my tracks. I panicked, I teared up, I laughed out loud. I physically trembled.
I was a lunatic running around the house trying to get ready and finish packing so I could find an extra 15 min to drive to Brian's work. I will never forget the look of confusion, pure confusion, on his face. All I could do was laugh and than kick him out of the car because I had a plane to catch.
Here we are 21 weeks later and we still look at one another and say, " Really?".
All of our pregnancies have been girls- so naturally we assumed this would be too. We didn't consider the alternative. Our jaws were on the ground when they said "You are having a son!". WHAT???
But it only makes sense...that this be different from any other pregnancy...this is how it was supposed to be.
Baby Boy- who may never get a name because we only have girl names picked out- will be here in March.
I don't know what I did in this life to deserve to be the Mommy to two Miracle Babies.
